The faerie lay quiet on her daughter's bed. Quiet as the eye of the storm with raging winds surrounding her body. Liliyana and Amedith watched over the recovering fae, with Erika doing a quick inspection on her before she must return to her duties. A lot had been lost that day, many had laid down their lives for their cause, and many were fighting demons of both mind and body.
As the most holy Envoy of their goddesses, Erika was meant to inspire courage in the soldiers' hearts, but for now, she couldn't leave–not until the full extent of Will-O's condition has been assessed. The faerie, while out of danger and under the blessing of Evangeline, could not perish outside a fight; her body was far different than that of the Valkyrie. And with no healing from rage or fighting, she was mostly relying on help from others, especially magic.
